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503. Out of My Bondage, Sorrow, and Night

1 Out of my bondage, sorrow, and night,
Jesus, I come, Jesus, I come;
into thy freedom, gladness, and light,
Jesus, I come to thee;
out of my sickness, into thy health,
out of my want and into thy wealth,
out of my sin and into thyself,
Jesus, I come to thee.

2 Out of my shameful failure and loss,
Jesus, I come, Jesus, I come;
into the glorious gain of thy cross,
Jesus, I come to thee;
out of earth’s sorrows into thy balm,
out of life’s storms and into thy calm,
out of distress to jubilant psalm,
Jesus, I come to thee.

3 Out of unrest and arrogant pride,
Jesus, I come, Jesus, I come;
into thy blessed will to abide,
Jesus, I come to thee;
out of myself to dwell in thy love,
out of despair into raptures above,
upward for aye on wings like a dove,
Jesus, I come to thee.

4 Out of the fear and dread of the tomb,
Jesus, I come, Jesus, I come;
into the joy and light of thy throne,
Jesus, I come to thee;
out of the depths of ruin untold,
into the peace of thy sheltering fold,
ever thy glorious face to behold,
Jesus, I come to thee.